Good Ole Days Lyrics - Shaken Not Stirred - Phil Vassar

Oh oh good ole days 

Good ole days 

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh 

I work my job all the way to the weekend 

Call all my buddies, ask where you've been 

Let's get together somewhere, seven o'clock 

Wanna pop a top, pop a top, pop 

Wanna go, wanna roll, wanna rock it 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days 

That's right, let's make some good ole days tonight 

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh 

Hey, baby, what's the chance you dancing with me? 

Been watching you all night like what I see, that's right 

That big old moon is shining down from above 

You know it's stirring up magic stuff 

This could be the night we fall in love 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days 

That's right, let's make some good ole days tonight 

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh 

Ice cold, wild free 

Night's young for you and me 

Let's do something that we'd never dare 

Something we'll be talking about in our 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days, yea 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days 

Hey, hey, hey, let's make some good ole days 

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